I'm sure you're wondering why we don't use a sperm bank for artificial insemination." Yes, that, and why me?" I queried.Jane took over with, "Not to g...et into our whole life story, but we're very private and rather religious in our way. We believe that a baby should be brought about naturally and that the father should be involved if he wants to be. Sharon and I have talked at length for a few years about having kids, and the way we wanted to go about it. We're both working women, and we had. Her parents had gone down to pick them up. She was alternately curious, nervous, and shy. She awaited their arrival with some trepidation and finally decided to go into the kitchen and futz around rather than appear to be too interested. She tripped a little on the hallway rug and banged into the wall. Boring!Finally the garage door made that awful grinding, rumbling noise. She heard them come into the house, waited a minute and then nonchalantly sauntered (hard to do on crutches!) in to meet. When I let go of her she stood there stunned her eyes wide open all she could say was wow then I laid into her about the night before she grabbed onto me and started kissing me it got pretty wild for awhile we were all over each other pulling at each others clothes as I was moving her towards the bedroom. she has such a firm tight ass and long slender legs I had no idea just how fine she was until we were both naked in front of each other groping one another her perky sensitive nipples her d. Despite her newfound compliance, the way that Neija growled and gasped told me that she was trying to brace herself. She was eager to play, but her pride as a lioness wouldn’t simply let her act as the desperate nympho. She had to retain some kind of upper hand, maintain a dignity and reserve that no sensation could defeat. If anything, that excited me even more. It wouldn’t be any fun if I didn’t have to really work to make her orgasm.I didn’t go for the sudden grab. Instead, my fingertips.